With a tremble in her voice, Leaf asked, “Whoo are you?
“Greetings, my name is Ice.”
“You look a little scary.” said Leaf
“Oh, sweet Leaf, there is no reason to fear me. Why do you think I look scary?” replied Ice
“Well, continued Leaf, “You come in the dark of night, freeze everything in sight— look at you— you are all sharp and pointy.”
“Oh Leaf, I’m sorry I scare you.”
“So why are you here.” stuttered Leaf.
“I am here, dear Leaf, to teach you the importance of being still. You have worked very hard all season providing shade for the birds, turning light into energy and you even clean the air we breath. You must be exhausted. Now is the time to rest. You job is done.”
With a softened voice Leaf said, “Thank you for recognizing all that I do, and yes, I am a bit tired.”
And so, Ice and Leaf laid quietly together.
Still at last.
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